So I weighed in this morning and I'm down to 220.4. Hubs was unhappy about the .4 still hanging on, but I told him those are just stubborn ounces that will be gone before next weigh-in. I feel like I have cheerleaders everywhere. The hubs at home is a great help. He's started bringing my walking shoes when he picks me up from work so we can walk together before going home. My boss at work has been cheering me on and keeping tabs on my progress. A couple of others have noticed the difference in how my clothes fit. And my family has been fantastic. After so many years of struggling and quiting, it feels so good to be sticking with it this time.